Along Iowa Hwy 2, you'd be considered stupid and slow-witted if you don't stop at an Amish Pie Stand for at least one pie, a loaf of bread and some pastries.
When I lived in SW Wisconsin, Amish and Mennonites had been in the area for a while and were accepted as part of the community. They were just moving into north-central Wisconsin when my in-laws were selling their farm (they hoped the Amish would buy it because they paid cash), but the farmhouse was too small (only three bedrooms). If my hubby's family is any indication, at that time, they were met with some hostility, but now, a decade or so later, the Amish are accepted by the community. My mother-in-law and sisters-in-law rave about their pies (and the jams and jellies), but I still can't convince one brother-in-law that they aren't Quakers.